
Warren had been making notes while the elezen and the lalafell spoke in turn, but he was tucking them away as mental notes. There was something about Xavarian that caused him to feel momentarily suspicious and the particular phrasing of some of the things he said didn't sit correctly with him. Similarly, Chachanji's brief aside about his absent brother went without verbal comment from him. All things in due time as it were, and Warren decided the middle of Thanalan was not the place to delve into someone's history. Trust was a thing to be earned, after all.
"Conjury and aetherial manipulation is something that isn't for everyone. In my experiences, anyway. I understand some of the theory behind the arts but I myself have always seemed lacking the gift that allows some others to casually strike flame from the air." He indicated Xavarian again with a nod of his head, the small pyrotechnics display having not gone unnoticed.
"But you're not asking me about magic, you're asking me about war. If you've got some time today I can provide some basic instruction. It won't make you into an army-slaying avatar of destruction in an afternoon, but with some practice every day and repetition you'll become more familiar. Swinging the sword is only a part of properly wielding one, and it takes a different sort of discipline to master than the magical studies require. If you're unable to make time today, however, I understand. Perhaps you'd be more willing to learn from Xavarian here." The paladin looked towards the seated elezen once again and flashed a slightly apologetic grin. "He hasn't offered, but he doesn't seem the sort to turn down someone seeking to explore their capacity for knowledge."
"Conjury and aetherial manipulation is something that isn't for everyone. In my experiences, anyway. I understand some of the theory behind the arts but I myself have always seemed lacking the gift that allows some others to casually strike flame from the air." He indicated Xavarian again with a nod of his head, the small pyrotechnics display having not gone unnoticed.
"But you're not asking me about magic, you're asking me about war. If you've got some time today I can provide some basic instruction. It won't make you into an army-slaying avatar of destruction in an afternoon, but with some practice every day and repetition you'll become more familiar. Swinging the sword is only a part of properly wielding one, and it takes a different sort of discipline to master than the magical studies require. If you're unable to make time today, however, I understand. Perhaps you'd be more willing to learn from Xavarian here." The paladin looked towards the seated elezen once again and flashed a slightly apologetic grin. "He hasn't offered, but he doesn't seem the sort to turn down someone seeking to explore their capacity for knowledge."